What am I Looking at?
What am I Holding?
What am I Touching?
What am I Sensing?
God in Idol or Idol in God?
Idol living within God?
I cannot sense or know
Is it the God I am dressing?
Or a play of child am I doing?
Everything I offer is His
Everything I seek is mine
Nothing I offer for free
Nothing I beg for others
Am I interested in God?
Am I looking for a genie servant?
I know none wants divine per se
All look for an obedient servant
How much he gives does not matter
What he does not give is grievance
I hate him for his grace and love
His goodness is never cared for
His goodness never gets a thanks even
His grace is taken for granted and as a right
Idol for me is better, for I know no God
My God never responds or tells me
He never says I am wrong even if I am
I love him for he is a good listener
I adore him for he is man-made
I dress him for it is my choice